A thousand moments. They're like a bag of tiny diamonds glittering in a black heart...

"The sky, what color is it? And the way a hawk flies? Or when you wake up and your ribs are bruised thinking on something, somebody so hard. What do you call that?" -- Cold Mountain

I woke up Monday morning with bruised ribs, or what feel like bruised ribs...I am no doctor. When I sat up out of bed the soreness hit me, and this quote surfaced in my mind and I thought, "What do you call that?" I know that you can physically break your ribs laughing, or as my friend Ashley did falling off of a bicycle, but can deep emotion, repetitive thoughts, or intense dreams take a physical toll on your body? It seems like they should be able to. It seems that when we are mentally exhausted from our thought-lives, our bodies should be battered and bruised as well.